I was fresh out of seminary and determined to spread the gospel of inclusive language. This meant that referring to God solely as the Father was out. God the Creator was in.
This time last year, when most of us were quarantined and studios were removing their high-profile releases from the calendar, I couldn’t wait for big movies to come back. Now I’m wondering how the heck I’m going to talk about four new movies and two home video releases in the space usually …
I need to start by saying this piece is somewhat “girlie.” I promise that next week I’ll return with a column about hunting, or tracking, or cows. But this week is for the ladies. Caution Advised.
U.S. Sen. Joe Manchin (D-WV) is catching a lot of flack these days from Democrats, especially the more liberal wing of the party. Manchin is known for supporting bipartisanship in the Senate, trying to work with Republicans on major issues.
It was just a few words, seven to be exact. But these words, spoken by a man who has lived by them and acted on them his entire life, perfectly describe the impact that Robert L. Thomas has had on the community of Bowdon.
“You are justified in avoiding people who send you from their presence with less hope and strength to cope with life’s problems than when you met them.” — Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Anybody remember the early days of television, when we had only three channels and we watched everything, including the commercials? The remote control in those days was, “Son, go change the channel to CBS.”
Years ago, I received a card with a large gold thumbprint with the words “God is in the details” printed across it. I saved the card and framed it as a reminder for those days when the details of life seem to overwhelm me.
‘The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It’Rated R for terror, violence and some disturbing images. Opens in theaters June 4 and also available on HBO Max.
I was in line at an all-too familiar spot, a fast food place, and some customers began grumbling. “The service sure is slow around here,” one said at a volume level that carried beyond the counter.
The U.S. once had a populist president, a real president of little means, who understood the common citizen. He was able to empathize with them because he was one of them. His name was Harry S Truman.
While police officers are the first line of defense in keeping Georgians safe in our homes, roads and schools, District Attorneys (DA) are tasked with prosecuting the people accused of violating the criminal laws of this state.
“It was like someone flipped a switch.” That was my son in Washington, DC, reporting on what he saw last weekend as he walked the streets. “One day, everyone was wearing a mask, with no eye contact or small talk, and the next day, it was like everything was back to normal.”
Two weeks ago, my love-hate relationship with computers devolved into loathe-hate. I emailed a column, and my editor didn’t receive it. I checked “Sent,” and that file had disappeared.
My love for bluegrass music is hereditary. My people on Mama’s side came from the high hills of North Georgia, bordering Tennessee. They were not rich people. They lived in single-room cabins and scratched a poor living out of the rocky soil up there.
Now that the CDC has given the O.K. for fully vaccinated people to shed our masks, I find myself not quite ready to let go of the little rectangles of cloth that have stood between me and a virus that has claimed millions of victims around the world.
‘Army of the Dead’Rated R for strong bloody violence, gore and language throughout, some sexual content and brief nudity/graphic nudity. Now playing in select theaters and available on Netflix May 21.
In prior columns, I have praised Gov. Nathan Deal for his bold and courageous efforts in advocating for the need of mental health courts across our state. Despite him having to leave office because of term limits, leaders in the General Assembly have taken up his cause.
It is graduation season, and pre-COVID, I was occasionally asked to speak at a commencement program, but this year most of the organizers just want to get it over with. I don’t blame them.
When House Republicans cancelled Liz Cheney from her leadership position, they turned on their own. The flap made me wonder what animals practice cannibalism. With Google, answers to life’s mysteries are at my fingertips.
We sang one of my favorite hymns at church on Sunday, “For the Beauty of the Earth.” I remember even as a child loving the text and the rich description of God’s creation.
I was in hot water Thursday morning. The reason was, no one at our house had hot water. Not me, not Lady Julia, not the big poodle, not the little poodle — not that poodles would care if there was hot water or not.
John was 17 years old in 1969. He was somewhat rebellious, reckless, and always got caught. One Friday afternoon in the late, hot afternoon in August of 1969, he was arrested for possessing marijuana.
I was at a small outdoor graduation party the other evening. It was a lovely affair, the tables had been set and the food cooked to perfection. I drifted around, stuffing my gullet with hor d’oeuvres and listening to the small talk that takes place at such an auspicious occasion. I overheard…
In 1957, Mama and Daddy gathered up their simple belongings, those which they had carefully acquired through the diligent saving of nickels, and moved to the little brick house they had built.
Hallmark owes mothers more than one day of celebration. The paltry salute pales in comparison to years spent changing smelly diapers. Twenty-four hours is a drop in the gratitude bucket to recognize meals cooked, lunches packed, Band-aids applied, boo-boos kissed, hair braided, cupcakes and …
I recently spent two months trading cars. I was in no hurry because my old car was still in good shape. Now the ordeal is over, and I have learned a lesson: there’s too much information out there.
When I hear people talk about the “good old days,” I’m always quick to remind them that “these are the good old days,” as Carly Simon once sang in her famous song, “Anticipation.” (You may remember the song better as the theme of a ketchup commercial.)
The 45th annual Atlanta Film Festival wrapped up last weekend, following 11 days of narrative features, documentaries, panel discussions and a host of other celebrations of cinema. While it was impossible to see everything, I attended virtually and got an early look at some movies that are s…